Chapter 1492: Princess, Don't You Die......
"Forehead......" Ha Switzerland's breath was choked, and he looked at Amy with a serious face, and he didn't know what expression to use for a while.
He had just regrown his hair and was preparing to rejuvenate the second spring of his life, but he didn't expect to encounter such a life crisis in a blink of an eye.
But looking at the little guy, he couldn't get angry, and after thinking about it seriously, it was a little appropriate, and he suddenly had a little emotion of grievance.
"Poofβthis title is a bit cute."
"Hahaha, what a cute nickname, this little boss is so cute."
The guests at the door couldn't help but be amused by Amy.
"This little guy is really cute." Hill also looked at Amy with a little smile, and when she came to the restaurant a few times before, she only saw a little girl by chance, she looked very cute and had a very interesting personality.
But who could her mother be? To be able to give birth to such a beautiful elf, her mother must be a very beautiful elf, right? Hill thought to himself with some curiosity, and several pre-selected elves popped up in his mind.
Princess Irina, who was excluded first, although she is also very beautiful, she is Alex's official match after all, and it is obviously impossible to be with McGonagall.
As for the others, they were also excluded by her one by one, and there was no particularly suitable candidate for a while.
"Bye-bye on old Harry, I'll go in first." Amy smiled and waved her little hand at Harvas, reached out and knocked on the door, then called out, and the restaurant door quickly opened, letting her in.
After a while, she moved a small bench out again, holding a chicken leg that exuded heat in her hand, let the fragrance waft, sat down on the steps, raised the golden skin of the chicken leg in her hand and signaled to everyone, and said with a smile: "I have chicken legs to eat." β
"Whew."
As she spoke, she opened her mouth wide and took a bite of the chicken leg, a happy smile suddenly appeared on her little face, and she sat on the small bench and swayed slightly from side to side, as if she was eating the most delicious food in the world.
"Goo~"
There was a sudden sound of swallowing saliva in the team.
People's expressions, with a hint of desolation in their helplessness, have been devastated in the duel, and they didn't expect to be hit by this crit when they lined up.
"I'm so hard......" Harrison said as he touched his stomach with a sad expression.
Many guests nodded approvingly.
Although watching the little boss eat is a very appetizing thing, for the guests with empty stomachs at this time, it was simply abusing them.
"Meow~"
The ugly duckling stretched out a tender little paw and gently rested it on Amy's lap, looking at her with expectant eyes.
Amy looked down at the ugly duckling, thought for a while, reached out and tore off a small strip of chicken and fed it to it, while saying, "Okay, give you a small piece, even if it's today's lunch." β
The ugly duckling, who was originally happily taking the chicken, was stunned for a moment, looked up at Amy, and her pupils gradually dilated, are you the devil?
"Diet meals, it's all like this, good." Amy said with a smile and continued to nibble on the chicken leg as if no one was around.
Originally, the guests who were still a little envious looked at the ugly duckling with a pitiful face, but this kitten didn't look big, it was indeed a little fat, and it was almost round into an orange ball.
Lunch became a sorority for Crassus, Ha Swiss, and Geoffrey.
McGonagall naturally has no problem with this, anyway, someone gives money, and it doesn't break the rules.
However, McGonagall did not launch the husband and wife lung tablets at noon, and did not make Buddha jump over the wall, which still caused many guests to complain.
"The couple's lung tablets are still being debugged and will be officially launched at the right time." McGonagall replied in unison, as for the Buddha jumping over the wall, it was supposed to be offered alone at night.
At noon, McGonagall walked to the door and was about to close it, only to see Harswiss and his apprentices still standing outside the door.
"What are you?" McGonagall walked out the door, looking at Harwass with some confusion.
"This doesn't respect the teacher, I just saw that the master was busy, so I didn't come to the kitchen to say goodbye to you." Ha Swiss said with a smile.
"It's just a joke, Master Ha Swiss doesn't have to take it seriously, in terms of cooking, you are much better than me, in terms of qualifications, you are an old-timer, this master, I can't afford it." McGonagall hurriedly waved her hand and said, he still has a bit of ACD in his heart, and really letting him teach Ha Switzerland to cook is tantamount to getting an axe in the class.
"This can't be done, I am willing to lose the bet, if you win, you should be my master." Ha Swiss shook his head, looked at McGonagall's expression and said seriously: "Although there is a priority in cooking, every chef has his own cuisine, and it is not that I have been cooking for a long time, so I am better than other chefs, which is not right."
Every chef can be my teacher, and I learned my cooking skills from them. And in you, I see a lot to learn. So it's not just a gamble, it's a real thing to ask for. β
McGonagall looked at Harvey's serious expression, and suddenly a tall and great man sounded, bowed slightly and said, "Please also give me a lot of advice." β
A smile reappeared on Ha Switzerland's face, and he looked at McGonagall and asked, "I wonder when Master taught me the dish of Lung Slices for Husband and Wife?" β
"Tomorrow morning, I haven't had lunch with the restaurant staff." McGonagall smiled.
"It's fine." Ha Swiss nodded, and then left with the apprentices.
"Accepting an apprentice who is twice my age, doesn't it feel a little floating?" Irina asked, smiling, standing behind McGonagall with a chicken leg in her hand.
"It's ok, it's kind of amazing." McGonagall turned to look at her and smiled, "I heard you put a lot of money on me today. β
Irina's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "If you don't say that I forgot, I will have to bring someone to collect the money in a while, I don't know if those gambling houses are ready for the money, I pressed 300 million on you." β
"Three hundred million." McGonagall was secretly speechless, but fortunately he couldn't help but bet on himself, otherwise the owners of those gambling houses would have cried blindly, and said with a smile: "The person who dares to rely on your account should not have been born yet." β
"It's good that they have this kind of awareness, otherwise it's not good to start when they just arrive at someone's site."
"Let's eat, everyone's hungry." McGonagall closed the door and walked with Irina towards the table that was already full of dishes, the morning was so busy that lunch was postponed until after opening hours.
After lunch, Irina took Phyllis out to collect the bills.
"Princess, I'm ...... My first time collecting my bills, how do I look professional? Phyllis asked nervously as she followed behind Irina.
"It's a little fierce." Irina said casually.
"Fierce?"
Irina stopped, looked back at Phyllis and said, "Come, make a fierce face for me." β
Phyllis squeezed her expression for a long time, and finally said with a grievance: "I...... I...... I won't......"
Irina held her chin, stared at Phyllis and thought for a while, and said, "Just imagine that someone killed me, and you are going to seek revenge on her now." β
"Boom, princess, don't you want to die......"
Irina: "......"